I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the rain there's no getting off.
One thing that I really liked about this poem was how the first line was "I'm a riddle in nine syllables" and there were nine syllables in each of the nine lines in the poem. One thing that i disliked about this poem was how on line four of the poem it says "fine timbers!". I feel as if the exclamation point was unnecessary and strikes through the middle of a pattern. One thing that confused me about this poem was on line seven when it says "I'm a means", i don't quite understand what that is supposed to intend. 
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